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LE FEMME
Melissa.
15.
I spend way too much time writing, and i remember almost everything except quadratic formulas.

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♥ Wednesday, May 30, 2007 3:23 AM

is it me, or does days seem to pass super duper fast?
it feels like i just got up and it's like already 6.

man, this means i'm going to be back in school very soon.

oh god, this is bad.




You know the one thing i really needed to do when I was crying my heart out weeks ago due to a little incident?
Run to my mother and spill everything out and cry into her shoulder, just like i did when i was a child and sharlene bullied me.
but the disappointment in her eyes, it's more than i can take.
'Melissa, you're a smart girl with lots of potential. But when it comes to boys, you go haywire. Don't let that ruin you.'
Her words.

She's right.

I wish i were a child again.